I cuckolded my husband.
And it happened at an altitude of 30,000 feet.
This might be the most exhilarating moment of my life, but it's also the saddest form of liberating myself.
Last night, I discovered that my dearly beloved husband, Jiang Zhigang, has been fooling around behind my back, and the other party... is actually a man!
Looking at the video they sent to my mailbox of the two of them rolling around in bed, I went crazy and destroyed everything in our house.
No wonder Jiang Zhigang hardly ever touched me in our two years of marriage, if he wasn't claiming to be busy with work, he said he was too tired and lacked energy. Turns out... he's gay!
After breaking everything in the house, I cried my heart out.
I don't want to question why people have different orientations, I just want to know why Jiang Zhigang lied to me. Why he made me live in a fool's paradise, believing I was a happily married woman.
The more I thought about it, the colder I became. The thought of him touching another man then holding me, whispering sweet nothings, made me feel nauseous.
Infuriated, I searched the internet about issues regarding sexual orientation, only to discover that many women had been deceived like me. Such marriages are referred to as "marriage of convenience," or marriages in form only.
So what am I, his wife in form only?
So besides the reluctant touch on our wedding night, has Jiang Zhigang been concocting various excuses afterwards just to remain faithful to his lover?
This hit me hard, I sat stunned in my chaotic room for a very long time. Eventually, I called Jiang Zhigang and told him that I want a divorce.
He seemed dazed over the phone, maybe a bit hasty due to the surprise, asking me what exactly happened, did he do something wrong?
I said, "You've done nothing wrong. The fault is mine for being blind, not realizing that my husband is actually gay, that he... is the bottom in the relationship!"
I think my statement must have shocked him. Otherwise, he, who always speaks gently, wouldn't raise his voice an octave, loudly asking me who was spreading rumors, how could it be possible for him?
If there were no video evidence, I would have thought it was someone else mentioning these fabrications too. After all, we've only been married for two years, and we'd been in love for three years already.
How could I believe, after spending five long years together, that he - always gentle, refined, bathed in sunshine - could possibly be a man with a different orientation?
I cried so much I couldn't speak. Jiang Zhigang panicked, saying he'd be home soon and asked me not to have any absurd thoughts. He insisted that someone was intentionally framing him, and pleaded with me not to believe them.
I wished it was just someone playing a trick on us. After all, those videos had completely annihilated my sense of normality.
With a spring-like smile upon his lips, Jiang Zhigang looked even more enchanting than a woman.
I kept holding my phone in place, sitting for two hours. Despite his promise to be home soon, there was still no sign of him. I gave a bleak laugh, moved my rigid body, and stood up.
I'm not a native of this city, but merely moved here after getting married. Hence, if I wanted to reach out to my family for comfort, I would have to journey over hills and rivers.
Packing a few simple clothes, I left the home I had poured my heart into creating, suitcase in hand. I headed straight for the airport, bought a ticket for an early flight the following day, and checked into a room to rest.
An entire night without any news from Jiang Zhigang made me face the reality of my husband's situation.
I don't even know how I managed to get on the plane. I felt dazed, and it was not until I couldn't hold back my tears that I rushed to the restroom and broke down sobbing.
Images of meeting, falling in love with, and marrying Jiang Zhigang swirled in my mind. What was once happiness now transformed into despair.
Thinking about the times when he frequently mentioned working late into the night, or spontaneously mentioning he had to go on a business trip, now all my thoughts are consumed by the videos of him with other men.
And I, the fool that I am, never questioned it. Instead, I considered myself conservative, boring in bed which resulted in his low interest. I even went ahead and bought... just to satisfy him.
I was such an idiot. Jiang Zhigang was laughing at me all along, and yet I merely played the faithful wife for two years. It's so unfair!
Because of this rage, when the knock on the door came, asking if I was alright, I violently pulled open the bathroom door, yanked the man whose face I didn't even clearly see, into the room. With straightforwardness, I asked him directly, "Do you want to be with me?".
The man was obviously taken aback, but he quickly held me in his arms.
And so, this happened...
Jiang Zhigang was my first man, but such intimate encounters had been few and far between, so I was still quite naive about them.
However, this man was clearly experienced. Every movement, every kiss effortlessly stirred up the desires deep within me, causing me to completely succumb beneath him.
My revenge turned into enjoyment, I have to say my body was more honest than my heart. In such a confined space, I experienced the first time in my life...
Then he leaned down and whispered into my ear, "So...as it turns out, you are such an intriguing woman in private."
I was completely shocked, does this stranger know me?
